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Labyrinthum Mod ([personal profile] labyrinmods) wrote in [community profile] buttrinthum2023-01-01 04:59 pm
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TDM #1


Arrival / Enchanted Garden

Whether it be sleep or death, you feel your eyes close, and as your body begins to let go, you see a barn owl that is flying through the darkness, soon sweeping you across the clouded sky. You feel yourself mouth the words, “I wish, I wish..” and utter your deepest and darkest desire.

When you regain consciousness, you’ll find you are in an unfamiliar place with no recognition of how you arrived here. You have the clothes on your back, but nothing else. No weapons and if you had a particular superpower, you’ll notice it is missing. All you have is a satchel with a piece of bread, a vial of water and a potion. The potion could be red, blue or golden. There are no instructions about these potions other than two words: Drink Me.

Will you drink it or not?

There is a parchment, handwritten, and it simply gives you a welcoming:

“Welcome to my Labyrinth. Per our agreement, you have consented to live your life here for an undetermined amount of time. In exchange, I will grant you the wish that you desire the most.”

You’re in a garden, surrounded by flowers and plants– most of which you cannot identify. However, there are a few that you can make out: poinsettias and mistletoe. You’ll soon find out that being around the poinsettias give you an odd sense of joy no matter how confusing the situation may seem and the mistletoe, which is left over from the holiday season, gives you the desire to kiss or hold hands with the nearest person to you. It looks like there are plenty of others who are just now waking up from their dream-state as well.. why not go ahead and say hello?

Somnius / Snow Angels

With the influx of new life, the humble town a barkeep tells you is called Somnius seems to come alive as well, with new faces to join that of the resident fairies, goblins and other townfolk. There’s bustling energy to the land that the townfolk will tell you wasn’t quite there before, and some suspect that the presence of the new arrivals might be powering the world around them in some way - but that’s a question to be answered on another day. The quaint town of Somnius needs a little bit of care, that rustic feel to the mushroom houses, old shops and weathered castles too evident at first glance, but it’s not a bad place to live, as the locals will tell you. It almost seems like everything will be okay…

But of course, things are never so simple.

Whether you have been wandering around to get your bearings, talking to the locals or exploring your new humble (very humble) abode, you can expect to find mysterious ice sculptures - fashioned in the shape of snow angels, with blades in their hands - appearing in random places around the town. There are some that manifest in the middle of the street, some that sit quietly at the edge of an inn, and even some that appear right beside your bed, staring at you as you wake up. It’s unclear how these sculptures even got here, but close proximity to them will conjure up feelings of unrest, like you should not step any closer.

It’s smart to trust your gut in these situations. Step too close to a snow angel and it will come to life, moving with the grace of flowing water. They make a vague request and will spare only those able to heed it.

“Cold … so cold … Even the days of Visium are so cold. Have you any warmth to spare us?”

Some angels will accept an article of clothing as warmth. Others are greedy and keep demanding more, wanting to take everything that you have on your body. Heed their requests and they will spare you. Resist even just a little, and that’s when they draw their swords.

It’s not too easy to defeat an angel with brute force given that they reform themselves immediately. Running away or blasting them with fire could do the trick. Be careful not to get cut by their blades, however…

Characters who get cut by their blades will experience an inconsolable sense of chill and emptiness, right down to their bones. They will find themselves desiring ‘warmth’ from others in different ways - whether through physical contact, or affectionate words and gestures. There might be the few who go feverish in their desire for warmth. For those characters – the open fireplace is looking like a very tantalizing place to sit in right now (Yes, sit in, not by). They might even feel compelled to pull a friend in with them. That can’t be good for anyone…

The effects will only subside if the condition of receiving ‘warmth’ is met. This can be in the literal sense (physical warmth and intimacy) or figurative (feelings of love, acceptance and happiness).

Bonfire

When night falls, the temperatures only drop further, which does no favours for the poor souls who had to give up their clothing. The locals want to welcome the new arrivals and give everyone an opportunity to unwind from a busy and chaotic day of being hunted by snow sculptures. That’s why they’ve set up a gathering in the middle of town square. Food and alcohol is being generously supplied by The Cask & Anvil, and marketplace vendors have set up pop up stands to try and cajole the new arrivals into purchasing some fancy new clothes or a pretty gemstone they claim will ward off danger (claims not verified).

At the center of it all is a large bonfire that’s warming up the square. Everyone is encouraged to warm themselves by it after a long day, eat, and make merry. In fact, there’s a certain sense of enchantment to the crackling fire that seems to draw even the shiest wallflower in, pushing them to sit with others and make conversation. As the night goes on, the newly arrived dreamers will find themselves settling easily into the warm and bustling mood, any stresses and anxieties melting away. With time, they’ll start to find themselves without a filter, more than happy to talk about themselves and the life they had led prior to coming to Visium. In fact, they will feel compelled to share a story from their past - one that might be joyous, comedic, thrilling, or tragic. Whatever sorts of feelings come attached to their story, it will be one of emotional significance.

In the back of their minds, they might get the sense someone else is listening.

OOC

Welcome to the [community profile] labyrinthum TDM! Characters will arrive depowered and with only their clothing, and will be given a satchel with a crystal pendant, a communication device, some water and bread and a magic potion. If they drink the potion, they will manifest an elemental, healing or animal transformation ability.

With the exception of Castle Vaeros, characters are free to go as they please, so feel free to place them in any of the locations available on the map. Yes, this includes the Labyrinth - though characters will not be able to clear the maze. Please comment here to request an outcome for your character's labyrinth exploration and a moderator will get to you shortly. (The longest a character can stay in the Labyrinth is 3 days.)

You can find more information about the game here. Any questions regarding the TDM can go under the comment below.

callmeaprincess: (No really)

You're fine! ^^

[personal profile] callmeaprincess 2023-02-12 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Jasmine has all the patience in the world for children and simpletons, so she just smiles while Alice stares and collects herself.]

That's all right. Somnius has plenty of houses empty and free; I'm sure you can find one you'll like. Did you come here by yourself?
madcuriosity: (Have I lost my way?)

[personal profile] madcuriosity 2023-02-12 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh yes, sometimes she is my only playmate when Dinah and her kittens are not in playful moods, Dinah is my kitty, she is the most lovely kitty." She sniffled from the cold and looked past the bonfire.

"Where would I leave it where it would stay and for them to see and know it's for them?" all excellent, logical questions. "If you have a quill, ink, and parchment then I shall, but I still don't where to leave it."
xploud: (28.)

[personal profile] xploud 2023-02-12 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Katsuki sighs, and before he can mumble 'sound it out' under his breath, the big guy seems to note the important part of what he said. With a curt nods of his head, the young man instead looks over his shoulder and just gives a sharp-- "Bingo. Still trying to figure out the finer details, but it's a different world, yeah. One not known of by any of the people taken to it."

Which Katsuki wrinkles his nose over. He'd have liked there to be more - more information, more people to ask questions, more books and tomes and just places to go to research and find a way to get back to where he's supposed to be. Because, like Thor, all he wants to do is get home as well. He snickers at the quip, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. Oh, this fucker with his sass. As if the Labyrinth changes that quickly...Katsuki's never seen it, but his markers have never shifted around so badly he got completely lost. Yet.

"This place will usually turn you around enough to end up at one of the exits that leads to town. Whatever's hidden in the middle doesn't seem keen to be found... Or the maze itself doesn't like us being here as much as we do. It's a pain in the ass, but keep walking and you'll eventually get out. See?" He nods forward, where an open expanse of the maze - maybe a good fifty or so feet - opens up to a snow-covered field with tiny black dots of buildings lining up in the distance.
cheapdivorce: (We expect it as destiny)

[personal profile] cheapdivorce 2023-02-12 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
All really good questions, honestly. "Yeah, okay, haven't really gotten anything to write with here." She doesn't even have something thin and pointy she can use to write with blood or whatever. "Hey actually, hang on to that thought like there's nothing else below!" She rummages through her pack, pulling out her ORACLE device.

"I'm pretty sure I overheard some talk about how you can send messages with these. You got one?"
acrobacy: (57)

[personal profile] acrobacy 2023-02-12 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ thank you for validating me, camu... even at the cost of a tsundere attack. ]

I should have made a wager on that response. I would've won money for sure.
xploud: (112.)

[personal profile] xploud 2023-02-13 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Adults need sleep just as much as anyone else does," he mutters, the adrenaline dying down and making way for that previous fatigue. It really is past Katsuki's so-called bed time. He sleeps early, never awake really past nine or so, and rises early as well, so he's feeling sluggish and dulled to a point. Though, again, Katsuki has to force alertness into his body when this little half-pint says what he pretty much expected. He sighs loudly and makes a face.

"Aa, you're a smart kid...but staying put can only get you so far. Without a signal - smoke, a light, crying for help - you'd be waiting for a long time. You were better off finding the town...people here can at least give you a place to stay until you find your family." This is some horseshit, and Katsuki's going to pull out every single one of that shitty dickhead's teeth for taking a literal child away from the family without so much as a word. She's too young to endure this shit...though heaven knows kids do, more often than he'd like to think about, really. Katsuki plops his hand on the top of her head and doesn't so much as ruffle the kid's hair as he does...kind of shake her a little. Listen, he's bad at this.

"There should be space available for a pipsqueak like you. We can ask a real adult, mm? They'll set you up somewhere." Does this world have orphanages? Katsuki has no idea...and he greatly dislikes leaving the kid on her own, but what else can he do? He's not equipped to house and care for her himself. Getting her shelter, and a safe place to sleep, is something. He can even put it on his To-Do-List to make sure she has food, too.
historicallyloaded: <user name="historicallyloaded"> (084)

[personal profile] historicallyloaded 2023-02-13 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Very ah, very likely ha ha. [ Enemies or misunderstandings at the very least from the boys. Brickston rubs the back of his neck for a moment and elaborates, despite not being asked to. ] Booker's more inclined to punch his way out of a situation, and Hunter shoot or stab.

As for myself I'd employ use of technology; perhaps crafting a beacon to dissuade spirits from approaching in the first place within a certain radius, [ He loosely gestures with his hands a dome shape, ] or a contraption what could siphon them into a spirit bottle for safe keeping. [ and again mines the shape of a small bottle, drinkable size. ] I don't prefer to sully my hands with violence.

[ Not directly, anyway. ]

But, truly, anyone can tune into the ghost field and commune with spirits and the occult... just Evy's significantly better at it. [ In her absence, Brickston is probably actually the next best at it and because of his empathy to the strange and her influence. ]
madcuriosity: (Are you alright?)

[personal profile] madcuriosity 2023-02-13 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[She's... she's never lived on her own before... certainly, she's pretended to play house all by herself, to be sure. But to actually live alone?]

I... I did... I'm waiting for my parents or sister. I know if you're lost you're supposed to stay in one place so I've been here for... hours since leaving the garden. The sun was certainly up when I got here, at least. What if they come looking for me and I'm not here? Everyone seems to come to the bonfire.
hexentias: (11)

[personal profile] hexentias 2023-02-13 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
Freyja, right? I kind of hoped we wouldn't have to nearly get stabbed again.

Appearing randomly makes it harder to predict. Keeps you on edge.

[ Isn't she nervous just being in this situation? You know he can't help but think Freyja is a strange girl. ]
madcuriosity: (Goodness!)

[personal profile] madcuriosity 2023-02-13 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Send messages?" she looks at the device, trying to see it properly in the firelight, and then opens up her own bag, searching through it and pulling out the ORACLE.

"Is this it?"
madcuriosity: (Are you alright?)

CW: Victorian child labor

[personal profile] madcuriosity 2023-02-13 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, that's why I came to the bonfire," she gestured to the giant fire keeping the both of them warm. "Everyone seems to visit here, at least once. I thought I should stay here."

She rubs her arms, still cold. She looks up when he rests her hand atop her head.

"I..." she presses her lips together, did that mean she was going to live with a stranger? Or worse, an orphanage? "Am I going to have to go into a workhouse?" She knew orphans as little as three could be forced to work and work 12-hour days shimmying up and down chimneys. Was that going to be her life now?

Is that what being "set up" meant? Would she be working in a fabric factory? Those tended to take girls.
hexentias: (06)

[personal profile] hexentias 2023-02-13 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
Thanks, Detective Gumshoe. You know I couldn't help but wonder if there's gum actually stuck under your shoe.

[....]

Nevermind, let's just get cooking. It was a stupid thought.
Edited 2023-02-13 06:37 (UTC)
darkestfairy: (The way you did once)

[personal profile] darkestfairy 2023-02-13 10:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, but then they usually just keep talking.]

Hm. A shame it did not retaliate for that.
schmisse: (✧ freya)

im so sorry i died...

[personal profile] schmisse 2023-02-13 10:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ The taste does manage to pass Weiss' tongue before she swallows what's in the vial, so she doesn't miss out on the best thing ever!

And she's licking her tongue and trying to savour the taste a little more... It feels as if it was too little! She wants more. . . ]


Huh... I don't feel any different. That tasted really good, though.
trenchdoting: (smug with mouth open)

[personal profile] trenchdoting 2023-02-13 01:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[He chuckles.]

I get that sometimes. But trust me, pal, these shoes of mine are clean! ...Of any gum at least.

[He can't deny that they might be pretty dirty.]

So yeah... Onwards!

[Off for a tour of the town!]
gorigori: (20)

[personal profile] gorigori 2023-02-13 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ nothing ever seems like what it first seems that she almost expects it at this point. ]

You got it, so long as we keep our distance, we should be fine!
tsygan: (pic#16245833)

true enough also i am so sorry for my slow ass i backtag forever

[personal profile] tsygan 2023-02-13 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
( sorry, what was that? is he calling you out without even really knowing you? call it a hunch … or intuition … or something, whatever you want, because it's not about to make everything he's said any less true.

( in his own head, at least. but he's the kind of asshole that makes assumptions and rolls with them until he's proven deadass wrong, no matter what those assumptions are. )

also my dude you are saying a lot of words he Does Not Understand ( ™ ) and you're going to get a very fucking blank look for it; deets? reddit? speak english, asshat.
) Sorry to trigger a meltdown ( no the fuck he isn't. ) but I'm just callin' it like I see it, you know what I mean? ( 'cause … yeah, still gonna roll with those assumptions because! you still look like a whiner.

and he's known a few of those in his life. don't worry about it. besides:
) The fuck is goth? ( HE THINKS HE KNOWS A LOT ABOUT EARTH BUT HE DOES NOT, IN FACT, KNOW A LOT ABOUT ANYTHING.

so enjoy that slightly confused, highly disgruntled look. because it kind of sounds like it should be an insult? but he also paired it with hot? so. hm. conundrum.

cain shakes his head, scrubs a hand back through his hair like this is the most put-out he's ever been in his life, and who knows, it just might be. you're more exhausting than abel, and that's saying something.
)

Shit, do you ever shut up … ( also, he can smell a liar a mile away, and buddy, you reek of it. ) Nothin' wrong with a nice pair of tits, I'll give you that, but I've always been more of an ass guy myself. ( no fucking kidding. )
tsygan: (pic#16245852)

[personal profile] tsygan 2023-02-13 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
( he's never done well with pity and even worse with warmth or kindness, not that he's ever seen much of the latter two, but that isn't really the point; he finds himself trying to read the other's expression for a moment, maybe two before he turns his gaze away and takes one more pull from the bottle before finally setting it down. a deeper one than he probably should, but. whatever.

not like he's ever given much of a shit about his liver, anyway.

the question comes, and he briefly considers giving his real name; it's been a hell of a while since anyone had called him alexei, but he's been in the program long enough that he almost feels more like —
)

Cain.

( he offers it simply, a single syllable rolling off the tip of his tongue as he leans back a little and tries to catch toji's gaze again. ) Should I just call you starik, or what?

( ehehehe … he's calling you an old man. c: )
revolts: (pic#16174620)

[personal profile] revolts 2023-02-13 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
'Cain'... Doesn't sound all that Slavic, [ toji muses, but he doesn't press the point. he doesn't know the term cain suggests for him in return, nothing flattering based on tone, but he also just doesn't care so he only gives a shrug in response. ]

Call me whatever you want. Starik, [ he repeats to the best of his ability, ] or 'hey you', or 'motherfucker'. It's all the same to me.

It's Fushiguro Toji, though. [ he just likes getting to say his wife's name. hasn't worn off yet, even after all this time.

finishing up patching cain back together to his satisfaction, toji does a once-over of his work, noting to himself that cain is still shivering pretty badly. toji's seen enough of the stupid snow angel bullshit to kow what to do about that, so he doesn't waste time with taking a seat next to cain on the couch, draping an arm over him. ]


Bitch if you want, but you're gonna keep shaking until someone else warms you up. Some kind of bullshit curse from the things you fought.
himbomb: (119)

dw about tagspeed! im p slow too

[personal profile] himbomb 2023-02-14 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
Whaaat, 'cause you're obviously an asshole?

[Rex growls in response, hastily grabbing Cain's shirt instinctively, prepared to throw-down at will. He hates that his powers are no use here, and while the recently promoted super has done his best to drain the reddened, bloody dregs of his old murder-for-hire persona, it's irritating that he no longer possesses the ability to blow up any idiot he chooses.

Ugh, but that's like??? Wrong or whatever...

So he un-clenches his fist, promptly letting go.
]

Ooohh, don't give me that...! Now you're just tryin' to piss me off! Come on, the whole pidgeon-booty-mullet? With the, ugh, what color even IS that...?! The greenish-blue-y streak?

Hrrrrrgh.
Edited 2023-02-14 00:04 (UTC)
hexentias: (27 (2))

[personal profile] hexentias 2023-02-14 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
I'll remember that for the future. You know I didn't really come here with much.

Maybe I'll figure something out. Don't tell me you're lost too...??


[He admits he's lost. ]
hexentias: (22)

[personal profile] hexentias 2023-02-14 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
That's good. Replacing your shoes would just be another expense. I'm kind of curious to know how money works around here.

The thing is, I'm broke. You're on your own if you ever need your shoes replaced.

[So he couldn't go and get gumshoe new shoes even if he wanted to. ]
borntolove: (Broken)

[personal profile] borntolove 2023-02-14 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
The Doctor exhales at the mention of life being a burden. Because sometimes, on his low days, he wonders why he has to keep going. Sometimes he does want to rest and other days, he just wants to keep going and seeing! But he does recall when Madame De Pompadour died, why does he have to keep going? And thinks about Jack as well. How is Jack handling being immortal now? But with a human brain. Time Lords are supposed to be able to handle the emotional toll of living, nearly forever, and well - The Doctor can't say, in a few other faces the emotional toll was too much to want to go on.

The Doctor's face warms with deep sympathy as Eve goes on about the children. He's seen that all over in his travels and in his different faces. Many species were treated by the Daleks like this. Even if they weren't all children.

"Death... Shouldn't have to be the anwser for equality. Rather something to hope for and work towards. Anything worth gaining, won't be without a battle of some sort."


"Someone has to remember. To keep them alive. That's what we are. We're a sum of our memories and experiences."

The Doctor pauses and in the most sympathetic voice remarks, "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." That hurts his hearts that death is better than life. His voice returns to normal,

"Well - for now. You're no-where and everywhere." And he hopes she tries to make the most of it and will for sure, gently guide her to that.
Edited 2023-02-14 01:58 (UTC)
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[personal profile] pollicitation 2023-02-14 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
Eve no longer believed in equality, no longer believed in the goodness of other people's hearts. Everyone was selfish, everyone has inner darkness, and everyone was a liar. How can equality be created with so much going against it? Equality was simply a word used to manipulate others to someone else's cause.

"Everything has a price," Eve will answer next in a soft voice. She already knew after learning from Scientist Yuu and escaping -- everyone fights for survival. Everyone. No one is immune to such a fate. It simply takes a different forms.

A nod will be given as he remarks about someone needing to remember. Eve will unconsciously say, "That's the reason I haven't ended my life yet." She didn't want to forget her classmates, Lia, and all those she has met and will someday meet. "No one else will know they existed otherwise. That they...tried their very best to survive until the bitter end," added Eve wanting to know what it will take to be free and normal. Other than someone else trying to grant it by spiriting her away.

Her eyes were already burning when she thought about it. The way some of her classmates offered their blessing or gratitude in her taking their lives instead of allowing VOID to do so. The classmates she could not save because of her cowardice. Those were the ones she felt the most guilt and shame towards. She couldn't save them unlike the others. The first few would have been a loss outside of her control because she would not have known those who failed would be killed in front of them instead of elsewhere unlike in Ceres. The only time Eve witnessed a death in Ceres was when the children had brain aneurisms or heart attacks.

But when the words 'I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry' was spoken, it was enough to catch her off guard. Not because she had wanted to hear those words. The sentimentality in those words is what will push her tears to escape from her gaze. A detail Eve will not notice, at least not at first. It isn't until her nose begins to feel funny, until the cold tears touch her now warm skin is when she'll realize -- she was crying?!

"S-Shit.." was her only response as she tries to wipe them away only for more to appear. She didn't want to cry, not in front of a stranger. She didn't want to show weakness but the images of all her classmates, Lia, her own suffering, and Eric's cruel end was beginning to pile up on her. Trembling, Eve will try to look stubborn about it all, trying to find a way to detach herself from these very heavy sentiments because... "I don't need them. I don't need to be here. I don't want my wish to be granted. I want to fight for it. I want to be deserving of it. I don't want their deaths to go in vain."

If she had to be absolutely honest then, "...I don't deserve it. I don't..." It was getting harder to speak, not when her chest was beginning to hurt.
borntolove: (Hands)

[personal profile] borntolove 2023-02-14 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
"True. There are certain aspects of the universe that do work in equilibrium. But this is choice. The choices we make that define as a person, are ours to make and truthfully, there aren't just good and evil choices... Sometimes..." His voice quivers a little and shallows hard, "hard choices that do involve killing have to be made to keep more from being dead. Death has to happen where reason fails." Then a more firm tone, "But only after reason fails."

That pings his hearts ever so hard, "Being the last of my kind I have to survive. I have to go on." Then a loud exhale, "And I don't know.. I don't know why somedays how I survived. I should have died with the rest of them... Dumb luck maybe and the universe not wanting me dead."

The Doctor sees Eve starting to break into tears and slowly and carefully wraps his arms around her, don't mind the two heart beats, "Shhhhhhhh.."
Edited 2023-02-14 02:56 (UTC)